...namely thus; that we both confess our sins unto God, who is the forgiver of sins, saying with David, I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess against myself my transgressions unto the Lord : and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin ; and, according...

...very marrow with which they are moistened. So Psa. 32 : 3, 4, " My bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : my moisture is turned into the drought of summer." What a spectacle of pity did Francis Spira...

...greatly troubled, and faid,, The Lord's Hand lay Day and Night heavy upon ititn : A' 3 how is it now, / acknowledged my Sin unto thee, and mine Iniquity have I not hid: I faid, I will confefs my TranJgreJJlons unto the Lord, and thou forgaveft the Iniquity of my Sin. ,1...

...with grief, and his mind upon the rack. When I kept Jilence*, my bones -waxed old, thro1 my roaring, all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me I acknowledged my Jin unto thee : and mine iniquity have I not hid : If aid I will confefs my tranjgrejjions...

...Blefled is the Man unto whom the Lord impat-eth not Iniquity, and in whofe Spirit there is noGuite. M. I acknowledged my Sin unto thee, and mine Iniquity have I not hrd; I faid, I will confefs my Tranfgreffions unto the Lord, and thou forgaveft the Iniquity of my...

...with which they are moiftned. So Pfal. xxxii. 3, 4. •' My bones waxeJ old, and through my roaring all the day ". long : For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : My " moifture" (or chief lap) " is turned into the drought of futn. " mer." Wh;tt a fpefracle...

...I kept silence," says the Psalmist, " my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long ; but I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. 1 said, I will confess my transgressions to the Lord, and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin." Psalm...

...eaten up all his enjoyment. /Then I kept Jilcnce, faith he, my bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long: for day and night thy hand was heavy upon me; iny moiflure is turned into the drought of fummer. It does not appear that he fully defifted from prayer;...

...when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bones wared old, through my roaring all the day long ; For day and night thy hand was...my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow shot into his soul, the poison of which diffused itself through all...

...when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bonus waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; For day and night thy hand was...my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow shot into his soul, the poison of which diffused itself through all...